Chapter Four
“Hello?” Billy Jo yelled, pounding the metal wall, hearing it rattle. Very little light came into the room from the cracks in the walls as she kept pounding, with not a clue where she was.
What had happened after she woke up on the floor of this room in the dark? It was kind of fuzzy, but she knew there had been a gun, a man. She was in trouble.
“Hey, I know you’re out there! Open up! What do you want? Look, I’m not sure who you are, but I got a call to come out here and pick up Whitney Chandler, a young girl who’s in trouble. Is she out there? Hello?” she yelled again, banging with her fist. But no one was answering.
She was sweating in her heavy raincoat and track pants. She shrugged off her coat, but not before feeling the small flashlight with her extra keys in her poc
